The man in the floral shirt froze for a moment, then his lips curved into a smile as he quickly walked over and sat down beside Mr. Grant.
"Let me introduce my youngest son, Mark," Mr. Grant said with a smile.
Prisley and Mark remained composed, though there was a hint of suppressed laughter in their eyes.
"Mark doesn't like getting involved in the company's management. He graduated with a master's degree last year and has been traveling ever since. He's only been at Voda Pharm for the past two months, and he skips work often," Mr. Grant, the doting father, rambled on about his beloved son.
"Mark must be exceptionally talented to afford such freedom," Prisley complimented.
Mr. Grant, pleased by the flattery, looked fondly at his youngest son. "He's just playful and loves his freedom.
